As children, many Brits are taught this age-old song:
Oh, the grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men;
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
And he marched them down again.
And when they were up, they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only half-way up,
They were neither up nor down
The song alludes clearly to the bouts of inanity which have plagued Ukania’s aristocracy since times lost in the mists of history.
Ukania, along with Trumplandia, is one of the world’s major-league laughing stocks— for reasons which don’t need recounting.
A metaphor for Ukania’s car-crash Brexit history was provided by the queen’s husband, the 97-year-old Duke of Edinburgh (aka Prince Philip), who still drives unaccompanied, this time on the public roads near the royal family’s estate in Sandringham, Norfolk.
A few days ago, driving his Range Rover outside the royal estate, the long-time racist and anti-immigrant Philip (though he himself is in essence a Greek immigrant) rammed a car carrying two adults and a 9-month-old baby.
The grand old duke’s Range Rover Freelander ended up on its side.
Luckily, only no one was seriously injured, though an adult in the car broadsided by the grand old duke had a broken wrist.
The ancient duke was pulled-out of his vehicle “shaken” but uninjured.
While the crash was still being investigated, the grand old duke was photographed less than 48 hours later driving a brand-new Range Rover on a public…